Montreal weather is weird. I love its weirdness. It might still be October but last night it snowed for the first time this winter (er ...shouldn't that be Fall?)
Today I got up late to see that virtually all of the snow we walked home in last night had melted in our neighbourhood. Next door's cat was sitting on the garden furniture as if none of this had happened. Let's go for a walk in Mount Royal Cemetery on the mountain, I announce. I had imagined a nice stroll on the grass, taking in the late Fall colours, which still refuse to leave the trees. Things didn't quite work out that way.
Now to get to the Montreal "mountain", as the locals call it, you drive over Westmount mountain (I know it's beginning to sound like the Himalayas.
Don't mention it in public but these are really just big hills). Mount Royal might only be 232 metres above sea level but it turns out there is a different climate up there.
Today it was covered in thick snow. We even saw our first cross-country ski tracks. Here they are.....
Some hardy Montrealer was probably up there at 7 o clock this morning and is bragging about it now in the pub. There can't be many cities where you can climb a mountain, ski and be home before breakfast.
Now I'm just off to check on my winter boot situation............